he lounges
in our house
imperious and demanding
like a walrus
he imagines I care
what he says
I do not
mostly, I ignore his
bleating, his over-inflated
ego, his demands
it has become a game
to me
I try to enjoy
whenever possible
I do not
the rules are
continuously changing
it’s hard to keep up, so
I do not
love is not static
but this was never
love to him
he was too fond of
mocking me when I
would tell him I loved
him, so now
I do not
goo goo g’joob
indeed
Cat Wild 